Cabin in the woods. Where I feel isolation. Where I feel separation from everything. But my mind travels distances that my body can't make. I find it
sitting on a cold wall i can feel the wind penetrate this thin blue coat. just enough to give me comfort that i so very need just enough to keep my mind
What went wrong? Did you even try? You made me think that this would work all along. I should of known better. You made me try. You made me feel like
I was lost in these last few years. Drag these bones to our graves. I was lost in the future we had. A cease-fire agreement for now. Clocks and calendars
"Let's start this summer before it ends," is what she said. "Let's hit the road and live this life before we're dead," he said. To give is to take. To
I'm here for now and everyone went left. You're here with all of my strings attatched. Count down all of my remaining days. Dead sense in my head and
I came to see you and talk about how things have been. I can't keep fighting and think about what we have left. Wrap me up. Spit me out. I've had these
doesn't it kill you too? sometimes when you realize that you've spoken too soon or fallen so quickly. you're getting ahead of me, i'm losing will and
Late night drive-putting myself in control the first time. And if this car doesnt kill me tonight, I know that I must be blessed. I know that I'll be
Where's your brother? Where's your sister? Do you remember when they used to let me in? I just wanted to see you again. What happened when the door closed
This is not my fault. I tell myself that so I don't go. It's not like you didn't know. I just put myself down from so far away. I'm fading out. My time
just in time for me to put on a smile. ill laugh along with you. we can put on our own show too. they all stare at the queen not the goof. ill jump at
I'll take Sunday night with a blanket over this old, dark house. An occasional ruffle, but nothing like you or even this memory of you. Do you save our
this will be the only time i call you. its the only chance i give myself. ive meant to talk for the last four years. please pick up. im restless. ive
he said just to let him go. no ropes attached. this is how he wants it. this is how we want it? im holding back my tears. my throat is dirt. the four
i'm picking and tuning, but i can't get in tune with myself. everything i do i end up thinking about you. i'm scraping and crawling, i chose that road
If I keep wandering around this house, I'll die. If I keep walking around this town, I'll die. So I fall or find something that lifts and puts all the
i know that this might sound strange, but i can't think of a better way to say that if i could find the words i'd tear them out of my throat and crush